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What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Last Updated: 19.06.2025 11:01

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“…Sammy eagerly rode up on him, toxic off the turkey with the joint on him, Flower look his man stood up before him, The bitches hit the table, Jakeem stripped off his cables, Shots went off, Sam'd get a chance to make his debut, Flower grabbed Tiff his man with the sideburns, hat fell off, We noticed wig worms, he hid behind Rich, C-Allah hit the light switch, young girls were trampled in the men's room, Pool pistol whipped Mase and broke the handle, Desperate- crawlin to the door on all fours, Sham kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was "It's Yours", Oh my goodness, Waz grabbed the Mo bottle thrashin’, He layin like a gay model shoutin’ out Sebastian, He smiled with his teeth missin, beggin’ for mercy ‘No more god, there’s 68 thousand down at pier three’, Out came the cannon, whistled out zaggin', Sham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon, It's over, another story told, Lyin’ with the snakes, tongue kissin’ cobras, Yo let me tell you how the game go, We gettin rid of all the prostitutes, Tony want the streets back for sure! Too many hustlers, too many thieves, We're fuckin’ up who's willing to fight and teach the seeds? Too much TV, guns and robberies, Lust and greed and hate the four devils- jealousy”

If a narcissist can't feel remorse, can they ever feel regret for an evil act after going to rehab?

Soldier with the gas-mask

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife

A traveler infected with measles flew into Miami. What are the next steps? - Miami Herald

Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”

And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,

Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight

Is it true that most people in Québec are bilingual in French and English? If so, why do they often identify as monolingual?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife

If it ain't

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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

The other one don't understand me,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Trump is going to target known criminals in the country illegally for deportation. The Democrats have vowed to fight him every step of the way. Don't they understand this is one of the issues that cost them the white house, the house and senate?

My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”

Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

How does it feel to be in a marriage without any love?

Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,

My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

What happened to The Simpsons deleted onscreen footage?

- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

What was your best experience of having your navel touched?

What does life mean without death?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”

How does an experienced gay/bi guy handle a bi-courius guy on his first time?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Do straight guys like to have sex with men when they smoke meth?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Why are people saying that Trump is fat when he is an athletic 6 foot 3 and 215 pounds?

If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,

If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Why do Brits drive a lot more dangerously compared to Americans? Is there just no courtesy when driving in the UK?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,

“Money's flowin’, everything is fine, got myself a uzi and my brother a nine, business is boomin’ everything is cool, I pull about a G a week; fuck school”

How is the legalization of same-sex marriage impacting societal norms in the USA?

Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Mothership alien sorceress

Do Republicans give permission to Democrats to vote for any candidate except for Kamala Harris?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Why do some young mothers trick a guy into believing that they're pregnant and it's their child when years later they find out that it's not even theirs should he still pay child support or not?

I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,

Movin objects mentally

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,

Who designed our DNA structure?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“The very next day while I'm off to class,

It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you

So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Until we realized how to get the real money;

No smile is genuine or real,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

So there in school, see I'm made a fool,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I do it once, I do it twice,

“You as an amateur, is outspoken, I'm lookin at your face you seem to be hopin that I, might stutter, stop, or just mess up, but everything's live that's why I don't dress up, Blastmaster KRS a synonym for fresh, I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test, got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me cause we make up the Boogie Down Production crew faculty”

Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I never knew my life mattered”

I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,

I'll see you when I get there,

“I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she's pushin' the cart, Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clarks, That's what I get, not focusin' from hittin' that bark, My mouth dry, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark, In the aisle bustin' them paper towels and wipin' my Wallies down, I stood up to face a barrel, he's holdin' a shiny pound, It's him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim, I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again, That bitch is crazy and uh, she brought her baby, She knew I had the murders a smack, It killed her man though, now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat, You's a bitch, you better kill me, you know you're booty, You pulled your toolie out on me, motherfucker, First thought was to snatch the ratchet, Said fuck it and fuckin' grabbed it, I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin', I wrestled him to the ground, tussled, scuffled, constantly kicked him, He wouldn't let go the joint, so I fuckin' bit him, Shots was whizzin' hittin' Clorex bottles, Customers screamin', then the faggot ran out of hollows, I had to show him what it's all about, Next day we readin’ the paper: A man who came to kill gets knocked out”

“late night I'm on a first class flight, The only brother in sight, the flight attendant catch fright! I sit down in my seat; 2C, She approach officially talking 'bout, ‘Excuse me’, Her lips curl up into a tight space, cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place, showed her my boarding pass, and then she sorta gasped, all embarrassed; put an extra lime on my water glass, an hour later here she come by walkin’ past; ‘I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph'”

The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,

Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?

I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke

My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,

“Now as an outcast I was born, wasn't warned of the harm, That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life done sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it ain't nothin’, Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons, I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one, they said it skipped from 12 to 14, Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M. thinking that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas, We trapped off in this maze, with walls made of layers”

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Reveal alien tribal culture,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it

I seen it all in my short life

I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like

I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

If it ain't

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through

“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,

I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,

I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you

And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face

Know your enemies